I inhabit it with my loneliness. It doesn't feel at home with me. It reflects my loneliness and refuses to accept me. I become a guest in my own house with loneliness owning it, extracting its rent withmy peace. Loneliness seeps into the walls and makes its home in the house. Walk us through the times you’ve felt your house was empty and lonely. #aboutme #housefeelslonely #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba